Semua Bab A Contractual Affair: Falling For The Billionaire's Step son: Bab 71 - Bab 80

MIA'S POV Then he spat at me, “I've heard you are connected with Juliet." I felt he wasn't asking a question, but he wasn't."I'm definitely sure you're the one," he spoke, and his voice left me with a shocking gaze."How do you know my name?" I asked, and he just smiled and chuckled."There's nothing hidden from me in Texas.” He declared in a low tone,“Please, Mr. Calvin, I don't know you," I pleaded, trying to make him see my pale eyes, and maybe I can seize that opportunity to be free.“I've been in Texas for a very long time, and I have people who work for me just to get information for free," he responded, and his response sent shivers down my veins again.I looked at him directly: "What do you really want from me? Please, just let us go, and I'll do anything for you," I pleaded again, trying to save Angel from his wrath.He just smiled, "You don't have to do much for me. The only thing I need from you is to do the right thing. You have a few steps to take," he muttered, his vo

JULIET'S POV Mark stood in front of us, guiding us from any threat from Calvin, a man I didn't even know. But I stood comfortably and bravely, gently walking from behind him to the couch pointed out by Calvin, facing my own fear without being guided by any man."This is me, Juliet. What the fuck do you want from me? I don't recall ever seeing your face before," I spoke angrily and harshly in front of him.I wasn't ready for all this. Then he was quiet, keeping on looking directly into my eyes as if he was trying to reconnect a disconnected network. I was shocked and surprised by the way he was looking at me.I felt like flicking my eyes away from him, but the more I did that, the more he kept on looking and never released a blink from my eyes. Then Mark approached me and sat beside me."Yes, what do you want from her? This is Juliet. I guess you didn't call her here to harm her," Mark said, his voice filled with rage. He felt like slapping and hitting Calvin and forcing him out of t

MR GEORGE'S POV "Anna, blame your death on your useless father," I spat at Annabelle, Trump's daughter, as I sat down in the dimly lit room of my Texas home. I gazed directly at her, feeling no remorse. All I cared about was getting my goods or money back. After all, Calvin had proven to be incompetent, just like JONES, his brother, whom I'd locked up for several years.I was sure that if CALVIN knew his brother was alive, he would have planned to kill me by now. But he was too stupid to even recognize when a car crash was real or staged. He never deserved to be one of my gang leaders.“Am I right?” I thought to myself. If Calvin didn't know his brother was still alive, then I need to act very fast before he does find Juliet in this Texas.Meanwhile, I passed my phone to Annabelle. "Be careful with it. I'm putting it on loudspeaker, and you're going to speak with your stupid father."I'd explained the situation to Annabelle before she started trembling. "Please, I'm not the one who c

TRUMP'S POVThe loud, blood-curdling scream that pierced the room sent a chill down my spine. Theresa's anguished cry echoed through the house, a haunting sound that seemed to freeze time itself.I rushed to her side, my heart racing with a sense of foreboding. What I saw made my blood run cold. Theresa was kneeling on the floor, her eyes fixed in horror on the body bag that lay before her.As I watched in stunned silence, Theresa's trembling hands slowly unzipped the bag, revealing the lifeless body of Annabelle inside. Her eyes were frozen, her body cold. A single gunshot wound marred her otherwise flawless skin, a grim reminder of the violence that had taken her life.Theresa's scream had been a reaction to the unspeakable horror that lay before her. Now, she sat in stunned silence, her eyes fixed on Annabelle's body, her face a mask of shock and grief. I could feel her pain, her anguish, as she struggled to come to terms with the brutal reality that had been thrust upon her.There

Mark's POV "We've collected the flash drive, like you have demanded, but now something is not clear to us," I spoke on top of my voice as I kept gazing at my mom sitting upright on a wooden chair in front of me."What did you see, Mark?" she asked, and I think she had not even been able to open the flash drive or know what was inside. She just kept it safe until we found it."Mom, the flash drive contains important information about your husband, George.” I said in a low tone,“Ahh!" She exclaimed,"Information about his atrocities," I explained."What! So, Jones gave me the flash that contains secrets, and I gave it to Erick, my investigative officer, and, in turn, I think he has watched everything.” My mom tried to gather all instances to make sense."Oh, maybe he cracked it open and gave it back to me, telling me to keep it very well and give it to Juliet. I didn't know there was something so important in the flash," my mom uttered, her voice laden with seriousness. Her weak voic